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I don't question the Mind of God


I was talking to an older gentleman the other day that knew my father from the old church we grew up in.


It was very enjoyable to be able to connect with him and my father too in a way.


After a while, I asked about his family and in particular his parents.


I was stunned to learn that his father died in a concentration camp during World War II. He was killed merely because of his nationality and this man I was talking to never brought it up until I asked about his parents.


My dad instilled a habit in us of asking questions when appropriate of things we are curious about or don't understand.


Mind you we don't always get a clear answer and sometimes it is appropriate to just remain silent and to just mind our own business, which is good advice sometimes.


You always have to question your own motives when you are conversing with others.


I am learning as I get to be of a certain age that peoples' lives and memories are absolutely inviolable unless they want to share their experiences in a genuinely human conversation.


Then I asked this man of great age and wisdom, and experience of this world, if he had an opinion as to whether he saw personal tragedy as an opportunity to grow in faith and whether he ever asked this of God?


He left me speechless when he said he would never question God! Who are we to question God?!


I got his point.


He also lamented our lack of genuine human connection in our modern society.


So do I question God? No.


But I do pray that he reveals his Word to me so that I can carry on with my duties as a Christian.


Fortunately I belong to the Church that Christ founded which is made up of His followers.


I have come to respect life, liberty and the freedom that we enjoy because of that.


I am learning what it is to bear witness to Jesus Christ as our only means of saving grace.


I will end there before I run on again.


I pray that the Holy Spirit guide us in our daily lives and drive out the the emptiness that some experience.


God bless.


I'm done with this one.



 
 
 

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